Beep...Beep...Beep

Damn that fucking alarm, I didn't want to get up.  I'm still tired but I did promise Kimberly. That I would do this for her and I'm going to keep my promise.

I dragged myself out of bed into the bathroom. I brushed my teeth, and put the shower, on.  I needed a quick shower.

Today was going to be a long day.
Kimberly, was sitting on the sofa, when i walked in to the living room.

"There is my note book on the table. All the questions, that you will need to ask ok." Kimberly, softly tells me.

I walk over to the table and put the note pad in my backpack. "Okay, I'm going. I'm be back as soon as I can."

"Good luck, and thank for doing this rose." I will need more than luck I tell my self.

I gathered my backpack, I smiled wryly at her. And headed out the front door to my car.  I cannot believe I let Kimberly, talk me into this. But I'll do anything for her just like she will do anything for me.

My destination is headquarters, Mr Jackson music industry. it's a huge 40 story building all covered in glass and steel.  I knew I was going to have no choice but to do this.

As I walk in I saw a marble desktop. A young dirty blond smiles at me. She's wearing the sharpest outfit on.
"I'm here to see Mr Jackson, I here on behalf of Kimberly." I whispered out to her.

"One moment, please take a seat." Dirty blond tells me.

I feel very uncomfortable. sitting in this room. I don't know why, but I just want to get out of here. And get it over and done with and go home.

"Miss Jones, is expected. Please sign here. You will take the elevator, to the 10th floor." I did as she told me.

Feeling the elevator, go up gave me butterflies in my tummy.

As I made it to the 10th floor I opened it. And there was a woman standing there waiting for me.

"Follow me please miss Nightingale." Why, are they all looking at me like this.

It makes me very uncomfortable. when they're all staring at me and I have no clue why.

The room that they put me in was so breathtaking. It was the size of my whole apartment in just one room. I was amazed by it's beauty.

I sat down one of the comfortable chairs. I got my backpack, to get out the questions. In The Notebook I scanned through them and I can't believe I've got to ask these I feel embarrassed. I've got to ask these questions.

MICHAEL POV:

Well I have 4 meetings today and one is a journalist.
"Sir, your 9:00 is here." I was told through my speaker.

The quicker I do this the better.

ROSE POV:

Just as I was going through more of the questions. When I hear the double doors opening.  And standing there looking at me there was Mr Jackson.

"Good afternoon, ladies." He says as he departs through the double doors.

I just sat there and didn't look over to him.

"Mr Jackson, will see you now, miss Nightingale. Please go through." Dirty blond 2 tells me.

I was just about to knock on the door. " There is no need to knock just go in miss Nightingale." So I did what she told me.

"Miss Jones," He expected his hand to me. "I'm Mr Jackson, you probably already know that." Is he for real, he is touching my hip. I moved away from him, and went to sit in the chair.

But I will Admit that he is very beautiful. But I'm not interested in any of that.

MICHAEL POV:

She would be perfect, in my group of women.
Yes, so very much perfect, I just hope that she doesn't have a boyfriend.

Oh, she is shy, well I can help her with that.
All different kinds of images of her naked body goes through my mind.

ROSE POV:

Shirt, he still thinks I'm Kimberly.

"Well I um. Actually..." I found my self strutting.
Oh my god, kill me know.

I took a deep breath, and tried again.
"Miss Jones is imposed, so she asked I lf I could do this for her." I whispered slowly to him.

I watched him studying me.
"Well then who, are you girly." He asked with a bit of his voice was more Stern.

"Rose Nightingale. I'm a dance instructor, I'm only doing this as miss Jones is my best friend." I replied to him.

I got the note pad ready and I didn't even know where to start.

"Are you ok miss Nightingale." Mr Jackson, asked me.

"Sorry. I have never done this before." I whispered.
"Take your time." He tells me slowly.

MICHAEL POV:

Rose nightingale. What a beautiful, name. Perfect for her beauty, and smooth voice.
I would love for her to be screaming, my name with that Voice.

Just the thought has my dick, standing at attention. (Down boy). I thought to my self.

ROSE POV:

I wish that he would stop looking at me like I'm his next meal.

I went through all the questions, that I had. Finally I can leave this place.

I stood up and stared to make my way over to the doors. "Thank you! Miss Nightingale. It was a pleasure to meet you." His voice goes like he is trying to flirt with me.

Well that won't work on me.
"Thank you! Mr Jackson, for you time." I replied. I then left the building.

MICHAEL POV:

After meeting miss Nightingale. All I could think about was getting her in to my bed.
She is so beautiful, her body was perfect for me.

I had to have her, but I just remembered I don't even know how I would find her.

"Bill, I need you." I shouted out.

"Yes! Mr Jackson."

"I need you to find out were a miss Rose Nightingale, lives." I told him.

He nods his head to me and leaves my office.

My dick, is hard just thinking about her. How she feels wrapped around my cock.

I would love to fuck her on my desk, hard and fast.

I opened my pants and pulled out my cock.
I masturbated, over how rose would feel.
I can with a shout, that was the first time that I had cam that fast.

Fuck I needed to go and fuck, one of my women.

I do hope that Bill, find her and soon I can't wait much longer.

(A/N)

THANK YOU! ALL VERY MUCH FOR ALL OF YOUR SUPPORT.
I'M VERY GREATFUL.

NEW CHAPTER, WILL BE READY SOON.

THANK YOU, MY DARLING'S

F.L.MERCURY...

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